Fights Break Sphere: Huolin Flying Template, Three Days Appointment!

Chapter 155 Slaying a Dou Sheng and Defeating You Ming! (2 chapters combined, one long chapter)
"boom!"

Yao Xiaotian's thousand-foot-long serpentine body resembled a moving black mountain range.

It perched high in the clouds, its jet-black scales shimmering with an eerie luster:

"Chika!"

The immense pressure caused cracks to appear in the space itself!
The scales shimmered with eerie blue runes, like ancient, malevolent inscriptions.

Although he was only a one-star Dou Sheng, he possessed the unique Yin Sha Qi of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan:

"boom!"

Like a surging black tide, it instantly turned the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of miles into a vast, inky ocean.

"Crack!!"

As the snake moved, the space around it shattered like fragile glass.

A dark, chaotic void surged forth from it.

Like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, it emitted a chilling hissing sound:
"boom!"

Another figure shattered the void at the same time!
The Great Elder, Yao Ming, with his hunched back, hovered on the other side:
"laugh!"

His withered fingers slowly caressed the snake-head cane.

The Nine Netherworld Demon Crystal inlaid on the staff head seemed to be alive, breathing out a chilling mist!

"laugh!"

The mist beneath his feet quickly condensed into a frosty area.

In this area, the temperature dropped sharply, and the air seemed to freeze into ice crystals.

Although this old monster was also a Dou Sheng one-star, his aura was more solid and profound than Yao Xiaotian's.

Clearly, he has been immersed in this realm for many years and possesses profound knowledge.
"Arrogant kid!"

"Does the Nine Netherworld Python Clan really think it has no one to rely on?!"

Yao Xiaotian roared furiously, his voice booming like thunder exploding in one's ears:

Xiao Yan openly provoked the entire Nine Netherworld Netherworld Clan and even made outrageous remarks!

To think that he could conquer their entire clan was as if Xiao Yan didn't take them seriously at all.

His actions!

It could be said that he was rubbing his own face, that of the clan leader, into the ground.

At the same time, the Grand Elder Yao Ming beside him also released the pressure of a Dou Sheng.

This oppressive force was like an invisible mountain, causing the space below to distort and deform.

"Elder Yao Ming!"

Upon seeing this, the Nine Netherworld Python Clan members on the ground couldn't help but cry out in alarm.

"Even the Grand Elder, who has been in seclusion for a hundred years, has been alarmed!"

Their voices were filled with awe, clearly showing their immense reverence for the mysterious elder.

Yao Ming's murky snake eyes stared intently at Xiao Yan, a cold light flashing in them.

His voice was hoarse, like sandpaper being rubbed.

"You've already reached the Dou Sheng realm at such a young age, why seek your own death?"

He tried to intimidate Xiao Yan with words, hoping to make him back down.

After all, it's a battle between two martial saints, and it doesn't matter which side wins.

Neither of these are the best solutions!
Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed:
"Boom!"

The eight-colored fire ring behind his head slowly rotated, emanating a mysterious and powerful aura.

Faced with the oppressive aura of the two veteran Battle Saints, he instead curled up a sneer.

Contemptuous tone:

"Have those two old mudfish finally decided to come out?"

These words, filled with disdain, thoroughly enraged Yao Xiaotian and Yao Ming:

"boom!"

Yao Xiaotian appeared aggressive and domineering on the surface.

But deep down, he was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

The person before me is clearly only a one-star Dou Sheng in the early stage.

However, the aura emitted by the fusion of those eight different flames made even this veteran Dou Sheng feel extremely dangerous.

He thought to himself:

This child must not be allowed to live.
But if I were to fight to the death, even if I won, I would certainly be seriously injured.

Moreover, the three Dragon Islands need to maintain their full combat strength, otherwise they will not be able to gain any benefits.

His snake-like eyes flickered as he weighed the pros and cons!

The Grand Elder Yao Ming, standing to the side, was also deep in thought:
If they were to fight to the death as fellow Battle Saints, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Not only would the clan suffer a severe blow, but it could also attract the covetous eyes of other forces.

Therefore, he also considered how to resolve the immediate crisis at the lowest possible cost:
"Your Mightiness!"

Yao Xiaotian suddenly withdrew his oppressive aura, forcing a fake smile onto his face.

The tone softened somewhat:
"I am aware of what happened before, and it was indeed our clan's fault."

He attempted to use a strategic retreat to ease the tension:

He thought the matter was over after his own half-saint was seriously injured.

Unexpectedly, those who escaped had a background as a Dou Sheng (Battle Saint).

"Now that you have killed three of my clan's elders, why don't we just let this go?"

Yao Ming also added at the appropriate time:

"From what you just said, you must already know what I'm planning!"

"The three Dragon Islands are on the verge of rebellion, given your strength."

"If you are willing to form an alliance with my clan, the resources of the Ancient Dragon Clan will be yours in the future."

He attempted to lure Xiao Yan with benefits, persuading him to abandon his hostile stance.

If Xiao Yan really joins, it will not only give them one more combatant!
And after the deal is done, whether or not they keep their promise is up to them, isn't it?
"Ah."

Xiao Yan suddenly laughed, his laughter filled with sarcasm, like a sharp blade piercing the two of them:
"Two old dogs, still trying to pull tricks even when they're about to die?"

This merciless mockery enraged Yao Xiaotian, who roared in fury:

"presumptuous!"

Yao Ming's face was also gloomy, like the sky before a storm.

His voice was as grating as a rusty knife scraping bone.
"They're unwilling to cooperate!"

"If you retreat now, I can pretend nothing happened."

"Sizzle! Sizzle!!"

As he spoke, he lightly tapped the air with his cane, and instantly thousands of ice shards condensed!
Suspended in mid-air, it exudes a bone-chilling cold.

"otherwise."

The threat is self-evident.

"What else?"

Xiao Yan stood with his hands behind his back, stepping into the air, his expression cold and stern.

The eight-colored flames slowly rotated behind him, each rotation:
"Chucky!"

Fine fire patterns then spread through the void, sizzling as they burned the surrounding Netherworld Yin energy.

It seemed as if he was declaring his determination to the two of them.

The Demon Howling Serpent's eyes narrowed into thin lines as it secretly transmitted its voice to the Demon Underworld:
This boy has a strange aura; the fluctuations from the fusion of those eight different flames actually made my bloodline restless.

He was filled with apprehension, realizing that Xiao Yan was no easy opponent.

Yao Ming's cane trembled almost imperceptibly, and he responded telepathically in kind:

Don't panic, the eight different kinds of strange fire are indeed amazing.

However, he is still a newly promoted Battle Saint, so you will be the main attacker later.

I will use the Nine Netherworld Profound Ice Formation to block his retreat, and I will make sure...
A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes as he plotted how to take down Xiao Yan in one fell swoop.

However, only a moment passed.

Xiao Yan's angry shout was like thunder, interrupting the two's telepathic communication!

"If you want war, then let's fight! Stop with all this nonsense!"

Xiao Yan's voice was resolute; he no longer wanted to feign politeness with the two of them!
"boom!!!"

Xiao Yan suddenly sprang into action, his right fist instantly wreathed in purplish-black lightning and fire.

The lightning and fire pulsed wildly as if they were alive, crackling and popping.

He suddenly slammed his fist at Yao Xiaotian; the punch seemed simple and unadorned.

But at the moment the punch was thrown, it triggered a terrifying spatial collapse:

"Boom!"

Within a thousand miles, the air seemed to have been instantly vacuumed by an invisible hand.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The three mountain peaks below, under immense pressure, exploded into dust.

Smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the sky and the sun.

"Nine Netherworld Shield!"

Yao Xiaotian was filled with shock and rage. His snake tail, like a giant black whip, whipped up towering black waves.

"boom!!"

The black waves were formed from the Yin energy, instantly condensing into a hundred layers of water curtains.

On each layer of water curtain, the distorted faces of vengeful spirits appeared.

These vengeful spirits let out mournful screams, as if telling of endless suffering.

"laugh!!!"

The Thunderfire Fist's power was like an indestructible blade, effortlessly piercing through hundreds of layers of water curtains.

Those vengeful spirits were instantly reduced to ashes by the eight-colored flames:
"laugh!!!"

The undiminished force of the punch grazed the snake's body, and the intense heat instantly melted thousands of black scales into molten iron.

It makes a hissing sound.

"what!!"

Yao Xiaotian let out a painful roar as his snake tail broke off.

"Pfft!"

It sprayed out highly corrosive black blood.

Black blood rained down, instantly corroding the ground below and creating a huge crater. "Old ghost, why aren't you making a move!"

He called out to Yao Ming anxiously, his voice tinged with panic.

"Nine Nether Black Ice Formation!"

Seeing this, Yao Ming struck the void with his cane.

"Boom!"

In an instant, nine towering ice pillars rose from the ground, like nine giant ice dragons roaring out from the earth!

The extreme cold spread rapidly from the ice pillar, seemingly freezing the entire area.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, even the falling sparks seemed to freeze in mid-air!

A dark blue chain weaves between the ice pillars, instantly forming a prison that confines the heavens!
Xiao Yan was trapped inside.

"Little tricks."

Xiao Yan sneered, his eyes filled with disdain.

He quickly formed hand seals and chanted incantations:

"The Three Mysterious Transformations of Heavenly Fire!"

"boom!!!"

As the voice faded, a powerful aura erupted from his body!

"The first change!"

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame, like a ten-thousand-foot-long azure python, roared out from his body and coiled around him.

The Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire was extremely hot, instantly dispelling the surrounding icy cold air.

Xiao Yan's aura instantly surged to the peak of a one-star Dou Sheng, his eyes flashing with unwavering determination.

"The second change!"

"Kaka!"

The Fallen Heart Flame coalesced into a set of crimson armor, covering Xiao Yan's body.

The armor emitted an eerie red light, as if it were formed from countless souls.

Xiao Yan's cultivation level rose again, reaching the level of a two-star Dou Sheng.

He exuded a powerful sense of oppression, which made Yao Xiaotian and Yao Ming feel their hearts tremble.

"The third transformation!"

Three thousand flames formed a silver crown above his head.

Mysterious runes shimmered on the crown, and Xiao Yan's aura completely broke through the threshold of a three-star Dou Sheng.

The eight-colored flames, like eight blazing suns, floated in the sky, radiating boundless light!
"boom!"

The light illuminated the entire sky, making the Nine Netherworld Python Clan's territory as bright as day.

"Super Beast Arms!"

With a loud shout from Xiao Yan, the ten-thousand-foot-long crimson Qilin battle spirit roared to the sky.

It burst forth from his body and merged perfectly with him.

Even more astonishingly, the illusory image of the Ancient Dragon of the Void had solidified several times over.

Destructive light flashed in the dragon's eyes, and the Qilin War Spirit and the phantom of the Ancient Dragon of the Void echoed each other!
It exudes an aura of world destruction.

"Now, it's my turn."

Xiao Yan's voice was like the coldest ice in the netherworld, chilling to the bone.

His eyes were filled with murderous intent as he stared intently at Yao Xiaotian and Yao Ming.
"Great Fortune Palm!"

"boom!!"

Xiao Yan suddenly slapped out a palm!
A dark spot of light instantly expanded into a gigantic palm.

The lines on the palm are clearly visible, each line containing the profound truths of the universe.

It seems to be a manifestation of the laws of heaven and earth.

Yao Xiaotian was horrified to discover that he was completely locked onto by this palm strike.

No matter how hard you struggle, there's no way to avoid it.

"Nine Netherworld Shield!"

In his panic, Yao Xiaotian could only hastily conjure another pitch-black shield.

They tried to block Xiao Yan's attack, but the shield was shattered by the giant hand as soon as it was formed!
"Roar!!"

"boom!"

Like fragile glass, Yao Xiaotian's thousand-foot-long serpentine body was struck by lightning.

Large patches of scales peeled off, and blood splattered like a torrential rain.

He let out a piercing scream, the sound echoing through the sky, filled with pain and despair:
"what!"

Yao Xiaotian screamed in agony:

"Demon Netherworld!"

He placed his hopes on Yao Ming.

Seeing this, Yao Ming gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which landed on the cane!
The snake head on the cane suddenly came to life, opening its blood-red maw.

He roared:

"Nine Nether Soul Devourer!"

A phantom image of a ten-thousand-foot-long black python leaped out from its head and lunged at Xiao Yan.

To launch a soul attack on him.

However, the illusory image of the green python was stopped halfway by the eight-colored fire net.

Eight-colored flames intertwined to form a massive fire net, trapping the illusory blue python within:

Xiao Yan chuckled:
"Buddha's Wrath - Reincarnation!"

The eight-colored fire lotus floated lightly from his hand, seemingly slow but actually as fast as lightning.

The fiery lotus is spinning!

"boom!"

"laugh!"

It emits a powerful suction force, distorting and deforming the surrounding space.

Yao Xiaotian frantically twisted his body, trying to dodge!
However, they discovered that the surrounding space had been completely sealed off.

His eyes were filled with terror as he watched helplessly as the fiery lotus flew towards him.

"No, what is it!"

"Impossible...to save...!"

"boom!!!"

With a desperate scream, the fire lotus bloomed in front of Yao Xiaotian!
In an instant, the world fell silent, as if the entire world had stopped breathing!

The surging light enveloped everything, turning everything in its path into nothingness!

After the blinding light subsided, most of Yao Xiaotian's body had vaporized.

The remaining part, charred black, fell from a great height.

This was left behind by Xiao Yan on purpose!
"Clan leader!"

Yao Ming's eyes widened in fury; he hadn't expected this!
Yao Xiaotian was so easily defeated by Xiao Yan's attacks:
What exactly is that technique?!

Heavenly Rank?
It's even stronger than the advanced Heavenly Rank!!
Filled with fear, he turned to flee:

"Want to leave?"

Xiao Yan's right hand was loosely clenched, his eyes as cold as frost:
"Nine Dragons Locking Scales!"

Nine fire dragons suddenly burst forth from the void, like nine enormous fire serpents.

They tightly bound the demon Ming.

"Boom!!"

The dragon's body was engulfed in a raging inferno, radiating terrifying heat.

This made Yao Ming instantly feel the threat of death.

The burning pain from the strange fire!

This caused the veteran warrior to let out a scream that sounded inhuman.

He struggled desperately, but found that the fire dragon was tightening its grip.

There was no way to break free.

Xiao Yan landed gracefully, with eight-colored flames forming a fire carpet beneath his feet.

As if it were a symbol of victory, the surviving members of the Nine Netherworld Python Clan were already paralyzed with fear on the ground.

They all knelt on the ground, trembling, and looked at Xiao Yan!

His eyes were filled with fear and awe:
"My lord, have mercy!"

Yao Ming, imprisoned by the fire dragon, was dragged in front of Xiao Yan.

His old face was filled with fear, like a stray dog.
"This old man is willing to submit!"

They attempted to save their lives by surrendering.

Xiao Yan coldly swept his gaze across the crowd, his eyes like sharp blades slicing through each person's face:
"Take me to the Netherworld."

His voice was authoritative and dignified.

Yao Ming trembled, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
"You, you."

Good grief, didn't you say you came here for revenge?
It turns out they were after their entire clan...

"lead the way!"

Xiao Yan let out a fierce shout, his voice booming like thunder!
The demon was so frightened that he almost lost his soul.

He dared not say another word or ask any more questions.

They can only obey Xiao Yan's orders and act accordingly!
Led by Yao Ming, the group arrived deep within their clan's territory.

A pitch-black rift, tens of thousands of feet wide, stretched across the earth:
"Boom!"

It was as if the earth had been torn open, with biting winds gushing out from the cracks.

Like a sharp blade, it even cuts fine cracks into the space itself.

"My lord, this is the entrance to the Nine Netherworlds."

Yao Ming said tremblingly:

"The wind is fierce down below."

He warned Xiao Yan of the danger below.

However, before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yan grabbed Yao Ming.

Without hesitation, he leaped into the crevice.

Seeing this, Cai Lin and the other two followed closely behind, disappearing into the dark gale.
(End of this chapter)